Another photo of my Vulpes Inculta cosplay! This time in a desert B) Unfortunately, I had to put on the costume while actually in the desert, therefore had no mirror to make sure everything was in place and I was under very tight time pressure. And finally, due to carelessly stuffing the costume into my luggage… it got pretty beat up and isn’t at it’s fullest potential. But with those disclaimers out the way… People have been asking about my Legion cosplay and if they could purchase a Legion cosplay from me. The answer is yes!
I’m in the process of finalising prices, but prices should be up within the next two weeks with more details! Also feel free to let me know through my ask box or PM if you haven’t already expressed interest, so I can contact you when the details are up!
Okay, so, my rogue recently bought an ice short sword. Whilst in a battle, though, she stabbed a fire-being thing, which negated both the power of the monster and my sword. So, Minster shatters. Yay! Sword shatters. Not yay.
Me: “Well that was a waste of gold.”
“DM: “The hilt is still getting really, really cold in your hand.”
Me: “Huh, I should probably put it down.”
DM: “It’s starting to burn your hand with cold, so maybe.”
So she puts down the hilt, and the little gem in it starts to crack and shatter and out pops a tiny ice elemental, which we ended up giving water and stuff to grow it to a bigger size while trying to talk to it.
The necromancer tries to use an ice spell to make friends.
Me: “Are you trying to steal the elemental?!”
Necro: “Yeah, kinda.”
Me: “I paid for that sword, if that elemental is going to make friends with anyone, it’ll be me!”
Necro: “Awww, but-”
ME: “You have your zombies, now go away!”
Everyone else gives up on communication with it, but I paid for that fuckin’ sword, I’m not giving up yet.
DM: “The elemental continues to look at you, making gust sounds and whistling.”
Me: “Uh, I’ll start whistling back! Let’s hope I don’t accidentally offend it.”
DM: “Roll bluff.”
DM: “It makes a high pitched whistle at you and begins moving forward.”
Me: “Lets see how this one backfires. I whistle some more. I probably insulted its mother by accident or something.”
DM: It gets to you and touches the base of your pants, melts and the water begins traveling up your body.“
Me: "UM, Ice elemental I am flattered but taken! Oh fuck did I seduce the elemental? My girlfriend is gonna be so pissed.”
DM:“It goes up your body to your chain shirt, and freezes again, giving you another point of armor and a resistance to cold.”
Me: “Oh. That’s cool! Now I can make ice puns.”
Everyone Else: “Oh shit, no, not more puns.”
And I’m guessing I’ll never find out what was said in that conversation with the ice elemental.
Requested by anonymous:jasper x reader and the reader is shy but confident and can be funny at the wrong time. Since she’s dating jasper, she hasn’t met the major yet, so when she does she teases him, but good natured, yet everyone is worried that the major will overreact. The volturi find out about her and her powers *controls the elements* she accidentally makes fun of how Aro giggles, the major comes out but everything turns out okay. I just need protective and fluffy major so much right now
I’m sorry this took so long! I lost all inspiration to write for a while and I didn’t want to just write like complete garbage lol. Also, I changed it up a bit, but protective Jasper is still there. I hope you like it!
You were sitting in the Cullen living room along with the family, just enjoying the afternoon together.
Suddenly, Alice gasped and the book she was reading fell to the floor.
“What is it Alice?” Bella looked at her with concern and reached to touch her arm.
Alice’s eyes were completely zoned out and she looked faint. You felt nervous not knowing what she was seeing. A few moments later her eyes cleared up and her brows knit together in focus. “They’re coming for her.”
Your stomach flipped and fear burned through your veins. “W-what? Me? And who?”
Jasper moved quickly over to you and held you. “Why? What do they want?” You had never heard him sound so scared.
“I saw them testing her abilities…they must know she’s special…” She trailed off and looked at you.
“Who?!” You shouted.
“The Volturi.” She blinked, still a bit out of it.
You remembered Jasper once telling you about the Italian coven, but you had never met them in person.
“Well what do we do? When will they be here?” Esme stepped forward.
“Soon…I’m—I’m not sure exactly, but soon.”
All of a sudden, Emmett came through the doorway looking angry. “The Volturi are coming. I saw them in the clearing while I was out hunting. Why the hell are they here?!” He raised his voice.
“They want to meet (Y/N).” Esme looked over at him. She moved in front of you and held your hands, looking into your eyes. “We’ll keep you safe, I promise.”
You nod and look over your shoulder at Jasper. You couldn’t quite read his face but you knew he was thinking of how to protect you.
Ignis: The only way I like men is if they’re the only way I like my coffee. Strong Ignis: *eye contact with Gladio* Ignis: Very strong. Ignis: *brings cup up to his mouth* Ignis: Ridiculously strong. Ignis: *sips from his cofffee never breaking eye contact* Gladio: I’m not sure if this should flatter or scare me.
01. centuries - fall out boy02. na na na - my chemical romance03. the edge - tonight alive0.4 hysteria - muse05. dancing with the devil - krewella feat. patrick stump and travis barker06. get busy living or die trying - fall out boy07. guilty pleasure - cobra starship08. harlem - new politics09. break your little heart - all time low10. power - kanye west11. time to dance - panic! at the disco12. out of the black - royal blood13. explode - patrick stump14. keep on keeping on - travie mccoy feat. brendon urie15. fresh start fever - you me at six16. destroya - my chemical romance17. that’s what you get - paramore18. lovely - twenty one pilots19. uprising - muse20. my songs know what you did in the dark (light em up) - fall out boy
Could you possibly, if it's no trouble, do dialogue between Solas and Zevran? I've always wondered how that would go. Thank you
Zevran: You are a rather quiet fellow, aren’t you? Solas: I do not feel the need to speak simply to fill silence, if that is what you mean. Zevran: I see. Should I take this to mean you are shy? In need of someone to lavish you with attention? Bring you out of your shell? I can be very encouraging in that regard. Solas: Hmm. Zevran: You do not speak much. Solas: You speak more than enough for the both of us. Zevran: A-ha! Yes, true. But what fun is talking if you don’t have a partner to do it with? Solas: I’m sure you will let me know eventually.
Zevran: How long have you traveled alone, Solas? Solas: For quite some time. I have kept more familiar company in the Fade for many years. Why? Zevran: Then it must have been some time for you. Solas: Some time since what? Zevran: Since you last had a lover. Solas: What? Zevran: Assuming you’ve had lovers, of course. Solas: That’s… That is not important right now. We have far greater concerns at hand. Zevran: Very true. Only it helps in times of trouble to seek… release, does it not? Solas: I prefer to focus on our current goals. Such distractions would… complicate matters. Zevran: Suit yourself.
Zevran: You do not approve of my line of work? Solas: Death may sometimes be necessary, but the decision to end a life should never be taken lightly. Never for reasons as shallow as greed. Zevran: No need to sound so angry, my friend. I understand the nature of my craft. Am I to be shamed for not properly mourning the lives that I take? I would rather not waste my time feeling guilty for something I cannot change. At least now I have the power to choose who I kill - and more often than not, it’s Crow’s blood I’m spilling. Solas: For revenge? Or in order to eliminate the competition? Zevran: Can’t it be both?
Solas: You were enslaved by the Crows? Zevran: A slave? I would not exactly call myself as such…but yes, I suppose that is accurate. Solas: They owned you, held complete control over your life. And then you escaped. You sought your freedom. Zevran: You make it sound so noble. I am flattered. Though perhaps the story is less impressive if you consider my survival depended on sweet talking the person I had just attempted to kill while trying not to spill my guts into the dirt. It was less of an escape and more… knowing how to see an opportunity when it presented itself. I’ve had to end a number of lives since in order to maintain my independence from my former employers. But it makes it so much more satisfying, doesn’t it? Killing for your own purpose, instead of someone else’s. Solas: I am not certain… but I understand your meaning.
Solas: Assassinations are common in Antiva, I take it? If they were not, the Crows would not be such a formidable organization. Zevran: It makes the process so much easier when you simply eliminate the competition, no? Solas: It may be efficient, but it is a shortsighted approach. A leader is nothing without his people and fear can only be an effective tool for so long without breeding chaos. One may require death as a means to an end, but to do so simply in the pursuit of more power… Zevran: The fallout was never my concern or my specialty. I was always long gone with coin in hand by that point. Solas: Have you ever wanted something more than that? To have your work strive towards a greater purpose? Zevran:(laughs) Why do you ask? Is it possible our humble apostate is in the market for an assassin?
Zevran: She is quite beautiful, isn’t she? Solas: Who? Zevran: Come now, Solas. We both know who I am speaking of. Just as we both know precisely where your eyes were lingering a moment ago… Solas: I’m certain you are mistaken. Zevran: I cannot blame you. Admittedly, I’ve been enjoying the view myself. Quite an ample handful, no? Solas: Please, for once, resist the urge to keep speaking.
Zevran: You know the Inquisitor well, don’t you? Solas: I would like to think so. Zevran: Tell me… What does Lavellan look for in a lover? Solas: Excuse me? Zevran:
How would I woo her, if I were so inclined? Does she favor dashing good looks? Passionate embraces? Someone to sweep her off of her feet? Solas:(annoyed) No. I would not say she cares for such things. Zevran: Oh, Solas. I don’t think you give yourself enough credit. Solas: What? Zevran: Do you not think yourself handsome? A desirable lover? I could teach you some things that may bolster your confidence in that regard. Solas: This is not a conversation I wish to have. Least of all with you. Zevran:(laughs) Do not worry, my friend. I only tease the people I like. Most of the time, anyway.
Request for @amralimedeano;
Hiya! I have a request, I’d like an Imagine where the reader is Thranduil’s wife but she is the opposite when it comes to personality. She is soft and kind with everyone. So, the thing is the dwarves arrive to *Mirkwood bc they need somewhere to sleep and Thranduil wants to kick them out but then the Reader appears (being as majestic as Galadriel for example) and lets them stay and Bofur develops a crush on her and she notices and smiles at him and wishes him luck for the journey. Pls?
Hope you like this.
Word Count: 1087
You walk up the stairs towards your husband, Thranduil who sat alone on his throne. A delicate smile pulls against his soft lips and his arms open to welcome you into his arms.
Smiling, you let him pull you close and gently settle on his lap. Thranduil sighs in delight and buries his face into your hair. Giggling slightly you tease your precious husband; “You willingly show affection in front of your guards, your highness?”
Imagine working in a bookstore and Tom Hiddleston coming every day for books. Unknown to you is that he’s more interested to you than the books and proves it to you by flirting and giving you his number.
“Can I- can I help you?” you asked a little shyly, doubting he even heard you but at the moment you were the only one that could help him in case he was looking for a book.
All of your coworkers were either on vacation, it was their day off or simply their shift was over. You always loved staying at the book store for a little longer, the peace and quiet atmosphere along with the company of so many books, with less customers, especially when there were people like him that would come.
“Huh?” he looked up from yet another book and peaked at you, a charming smile forming on his lips “Oh, yeah I was actually looking for a book good enough but I have not had much luck.” he confessed with an adorable laugh.